My ex-husband is in love with me (FULL) novel Chapter 430

Trevor was stunned there because he didn't know how to react.

Julian told him to be shameless, that must be Julian's own experience.

But Trevor couldn't imagine what Julian; such a decisive and high-minded man was like when he was shameless.

As well, Emelia, such a seemingly gentle and small girl, dared to give Julian a cold shoulder? Does Julian lower his voice in front of her?

Julian glanced at Trevor and continued again, "Not only do you have to be shameless, but you have to mean it."

Trevor wiped his face to bring himself back and looked like he was all ears.

In fact, he would like Julian to give an example of how to be shameless, but he did not dare.

Julian stressed again, "I repeat, my experience is based on your sincere desire to redeem, if your heart is still on those messy women out there, forget I said it."

"I really want to get her back." Trevor repented.

Julian looked at Trevor's face and pointed out nonchalantly, "To put it mildly, I'm afraid you don't have a chance."

Trevor has made so many mistakes and wasted so many years, his wife's heart has long since died in all his ridiculousness over the years.

"Especially since you both have grown children and they're all on your wife's side, you can't even get in touch with her through the kids."

"You weren't there when she was most tired and needed you the most, and now you have no need to exist in her life."

Julian's words were hard to bear, but they were also true.

Trevor lowered his eyes slightly. "I know."

"It's all in the doing," Julian reassured Trevor and said nothing more.

Whether it works or not, it's between Trevor and his wife, and maybe they won't get back together even after three or five years, or maybe his wife's heart will melt over time, or maybe it will stay that way for the rest of their lives.

As soon as nine o'clock passed, Trevor was enjoying himself and was about to have another bottle of wine opened when Julian asked him mercilessly, "Are you finished?"

Trevor belched. "What, hat?"

"If you are finished, we should leave, I'm in a hurry to get back," said Julian, about to get up and leave.

"What? Already? It's only 9:00 isn't it?" Trevor said drunkenly. "Didn't Miss. Jones eat at her grandparents' house? She wouldn't come home that early?"

Trevor tugged at Julian. "We should drink more, drink more."

Julian said angrily, "Trevor if you keep acting like this, you'll never get your wife back."

Trevor didn't get it.

Julian added, "Even if Emelia doesn't come back, I can still drink like no one cares?"

"Big mistake."

"Because she hadn't come back, I had to go back first and clean myself up, and if I could, ask her when she was coming back and take the initiative to draw a bath."

"If she hadn't told me not to go to the Longerich house, I would have picked her up myself."

Trevor picked his ear.

What did he just hear?

What Julian said and did, was he still the same Julian he knew?

Julian was so bored, that he told the driver to wait outside the Longerich family.

He couldn't enter the Longerich's door, nor in the presence of the Longerich family. He would just follow her car in silence.

It was getting late, and he was worried that it would take her half an hour to drive her from the Longerich family's old house back to their house.

Julian didn't know what's gotten into him, and all he could think about was Emelia.

As long as he's not working or socializing, he missed her when it's quiet.

Emelia, Vincent, and Naomi left the Longerich family home and parted ways. Vincent and Naomi went back to their place while Emelia drove back to her and Julian's place.

Knowing that Julian was in the Capital, Naomi secretly persuaded Vincent not to keep Emelia in the house overnight.

The young couple was in love and it would be bad to force them apart.

But Emelia drove on the road and always felt that there was a car following her.

At first, she thought it was her own imagination, but later she secretly changed her route several times and found that the car never left her more than two cars away, so she couldn't help but feel a little panic.

Julian's car in the Capital was not familiar to Emelia, so she didn't think it would be him, and he also said he had dinner with someone tonight, so Emelia thought he was still at the dinner at this time.

After taking another look at the car in the rearview mirror, Emelia took a deep breath to calm her down and then hurriedly dialed Julian's phone number.

Julian's voice was gentle, "What's wrong?"

"I've run into something." Emelia tried to keep the long story short, "I'm driving back, but there's a car following me. What should I do?"

Julian, in the back of the car, was rendered wordless.